2010/05/27

day-late.

your eyes crystalize around my gaze and i'm trapped beside you. i am completely aware that you're beautiful. my chest is filled with a light weight, stuffed with something warm and smothering. my mouth feels like cotton and i tug my hair with nerves.
i want to kiss you, but i can't, and i know that we're impossibile. it hurts, but i know that if i even suggest the chance it'd hurt you more.
thus my lips are sealed and my ships afloat. i will become day-late and older without the wiser. you will grow to be something brilliant, like i always knew you would, and when we meet again i know that i could never touch you like i did before.

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